Chapter 967
Sweet Subterfuge
If Marlyn hadnât brought it up, Larissa would not have planned on introducing them to each other. They wouldnât have anything to do with each other in the future, anyway.
*This is Aler. He was my superior from when I worked in Winston. And this is Marilyn, my colleague and good friend.â
To be polite, Allen extended his hand toward Marilyn. âNice to meet you, Marilyn.â
âHello Allen,â Marilyn leaned forward, placing a hand over her chest for modesty, and shook his hand.
âComection, Iâm not her colleague. Iâm her exâcolleague.â
âWhat?â Allen was surprised. He looked at Larissa. âAre you switching jobs again?
âNot yet.â Larissa was trying her hardest to plaster a smile on her face. âIâm currently unemployed.â
âWhat does that mean?â Allenâs eyes were full of bewilderment.
Before leaving Winston, Larissa had told him that she was going to work in her familyâs company.
Thus, she couldnât say that she was fired.
Otherwise, he would instantly call out her bluff, Marilyn might even know of her true identity.
She sipped her water and looked at Marilyn, saying, âI just donât think itâs for me.â
She was sure that as her friend. Marilyn would protect her dignity and play along with her instead of telling Allen the truth As expected. Marilyn pursed her lips knowingly.
âYeah. The boss didnât want her to go, but she did. Weâre all going to miss her.â
Allen did not doubt them. He knew of Larissaâs capabilities far more than anyone else.
He would never dream that she was fired.
âSince youâre jobless, why donât you come back to Winston?â he asked eagerly.
âI want to take a breakâ Larissa said, rejecting him softly.
âAlrightâ Allen did not push it. âOnce youâre done taking a break, we will welcome you back any time.â
Because his clients were still waiting, he did not stay for long.
Once he left, the oppressing feeling on Larissa vanished instantly. She sighed.
âAlleh is really good to you,â Marilyn teased. âHe has already given you the offer. Arenât you going to consider it?â
âI donât want to look back, Since Iâve left Winster, I wonât be heading back there again.â Larissa did not want to keep taking about this. She got the waiter to take their order.
âOh, and by the way, this is for you.â When the waller ett Larissa dug out a little red box and gave it to Marilyn.
âWhat is this?â Marilyn looked at it curiously.
âYouâll know when you open it. Larissa was excited Marilyn opened it.
âOn! How prelly!â she exclaimed, her hands around her lips.
There was a golden bracelet in the box. It was priceless.
Larissa had spent a week agonizing over the perfect gl.
It had to be prelty, practical, and unique, One day, she saw this bracelet online and bought it at once, even asking for a speedy delivery.
Otherwise, it wouldnât have arrived in time for this little farewell âTry it Larissa urged.
ured Marilynâs wrist. Sheâd only relied on her memory and figured that they were probably around the same size.
She had never measured Marilyn put the bracelet around her wrist.
âIt fits perfectly.â She shook her wrist, looking at it aderingly. Larissa was happy that she wasnât leaving behind any regrets.